I'm not dead! I promise! I've just been busy/lazy and bleh. Here's a little something for all those people who are patiently waiting, if there's any. Hope you enjoy. (Psst, picture is from Zerochan. It's not mine)

Nor is Hetalia mine.

America.

America in a word was . . .

Fascinating.

It was an annoying kind of fascinating, seeing as America managed to get on his last nerve quite often, but that's what Russia liked about him. He was different, in two ways. He was unlike anyone Russia had met before, and he was not what the world thought him to be.

He found him intriguing.

And that made the game fun.

Russia was the only one who knew of America's true nature. The frustrated glances when things didn't go his way, the hidden glowers when Russia purposely foiled his plans, and the absolutely crazed grin he gave him when he won. He showed the world that he was a happy, care-free hero who wanted nothing more but to "save everyone"! But Russia knew the truth. And he was the only one who knew the truth.

America was a crazy, power hungry monster.

He was fun.

He rather enjoyed being the only one to know this. It gave him power over the nation, and if there was one thing America didn't want Russia to have, it was power. There were a couple of reasons why only he knew, why not even England knew of this real, dark side. The main reason was because America didn't show it to anyone else, (and Russia had to admit, that made him feel . . . special). But the second reason was because it didn't start . . . developing until the Second World War. During that, even though they had been allies throughout most of it, Russia and America's eyes were constantly at each other's throats.

It was then that Russia starting seeing America's true self. The need to be the strongest, the pride in being the hope of Europe. His absolute hunger for everything to be his. Russia saw it, and at first he was shocked. This child was already so corrupted? How . . . delicious. He liked it even better I'm when America realized that Russia noticed his hidden desires. America wasn't afraid to show him after that. Russia quite enjoyed the secret game they played.

What solidified how evil he was, was the bombing of Japan. America claimed it was to end the war, he even helped Japan after to justify that answer, but everyone silently knew that it wasn't. Russia knew the true reason. It was a cute attempt of trying to scare him, to try and discourage any sort of attack from the Russian nation. He was trying to prove his strength, adorable child. It made Russia smile. The American tried so hard to stop this Cold War, but at the same time, he didn't.

Russia could see in the hungry nation's eyes that he wanted this tension between their nations. He wanted to put Russia in his place and show the world that he truly was the only super power. He wanted to chow on that power, glorify in it. It drove the nation mad that Russia was resisting so well.

Russia couldn't say that he wasn't thirsting for the same. The only difference was that he didn't try to hide it. He liked showing the world what he wanted. He had to say he quite enjoyed the looks everyone gave him. He thrived on it.

There was a problem, however.

He could feel it, deep down in his bones. The constant ache of his people in agony. He could feel it in every fiber of his being, he simply chose to ignore it. It was actually quite easy, seeing as his people had no idea of their own pain. Sometimes it simply spaced his mind how much better the rest of the world had it compared to him. But other times, the painful times, it was awfully clear how badly his leaders were treating his people. How far behind they actually were. It ached until his very soul moaned in agony.

But there was no way he was ever going to admit this. No way he would ever let America win. He could do whatever America could do! It simply . . . hurt more . . .

Bah, nyet. Things would change for him. His leaders would decide that this wasn't working and find a better system, one even better than that stupid America's, and soon everyone would be his. They'll never leave him again, they'll all be one happy family. Bring your worst, America. Russia can take it. He will see you crushed under his boot.